491 Sword Venerable Yuan Tian and Wen Mosheng Arrive, So Many Beauties


However, before he could attack, the sword light of Han Muye’s soul rushed into the sky and transformed into a Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Using the sword as a brush, golden words floated.

‘A thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow.’

In the void, there was no Heavenly Dao.
The power of the spirit transformed into the Great Dao, causing the void to tremble.
Tens of thousands of miles of land instantly froze.

Even the lightning in the void was frozen and slowed down countless times.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian looked at Han Muye strangely.

On the other side, Wen Mosheng raised his eyebrows and moved the ink brush in his hand.

‘The mountains are winding and undulating, dancing like silver snakes; the hills on the plateau are continuous, like white elephants.’

In the void, dragon snakes rose from the ground, and all things surged.

The lightning that filled the sky was attracted over and collided with the two confused demons, tearing them apart.

“I want to compete with the lord of heaven…”

Han Muye muttered, and the sword light behind him exploded.

The ink brush in Wen Mosheng’s hand scattered black plum blossoms in front of him.


The plum blossoms in front of Wen Mosheng instantly turned into a bewitching blood-red when the poem ‘Red Makeup, Exceptionally Enchanting’ appeared.

“Qingyu…” Wen Mosheng’s eyes revealed a trace of confusion.
Then it turned into determination.
He raised his hand and swept the ink brush, scattering all the plum blossoms.

But before the plum blossoms could gather again, Han Muye’s next line suddenly appeared.

‘There are so many beauties in the world, attracting countless heroes to bow down…’

The ink brush in Wen Mosheng’s hand exploded.
The sword light on Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s body rose and filled half of the sky!

The entire world evolved into the power of mountains and rivers.

Illusory mountains and rivers kept appearing in the void.

The new Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Wilderness below let out a joyous cry.

He guided the momentum into the world, and countless snowflakes fell in the Desolate Wilderness.

These snowflakes carried spiritual energy.

They were silvery and enchanting.

The thunder had long dissipated, and the Spiritual Armored Demons that were chasing them had long disappeared.

Wen Mosheng looked at the broken ink brush in his hand and muttered.
Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

All the soul power on Han Muye’s body slowly converged.

“What about the back?”

Wen Mosheng raised his head.
His voice was a little hoarse.

Han Muye shook his head.

Wen Mosheng let out a long laugh and looked at the desolate ruins below.

“Alright, when this world fuses with the Heaven Mystic World in the future, I’ll wait for your poem.”

After saying that, he looked at Sword Venerable Yuan Tian.
His body shook and turned into a green halo that dissipated.

After Wen Mosheng left, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s fighting spirit dissipated and he turned around.

“Kid, are you prepared to drift in the void with this world, or are you going back to the Heavenly Mystic World?”

At this point, he paused and said, “Why don’t you follow me to the Immortal Source World?”

To the Immortal Source World?

Drifting in the void?

Han Muye said, “Senior, I’d better return to the Heavenly Mystic World.”

Heavenly Mystic, Western Frontier, Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

At this moment, Han Muye yearned for a peaceful life in the Sword Pavilion.

The higher one’s cultivation level was, the less freedom one would have.

It was better to be a sword caretaker.

“Return to Heavenly Mystic?”

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian nodded and said, “Although your soul power is extraordinary, your cultivation and physical body are not compatible.
Gathering your power in the Heavenly Mystic World is a good choice.

“However, the Heavenly Dao of the Heavenly Mystic World is already entangled with Wen Mosheng.
If he uses the Heavenly Dao to become a sage, you won’t have a chance.

“Do you want to fight him?”

Fight?

Be a Sage trapped in a world?

If Han Muye really wanted to become such a Sage, he had the chance to fuse with the new Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Wilderness earlier.

“The world is so big.
Shouldn’t I go traveling like Senior?” Han Muye looked at Sword Venerable Yuan Tian and smiled.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian laughed and his expression turned serious.
“Then you have to think of a way to suppress your Confucian power.
Otherwise, you will subconsciously compete with Wen Mosheng.”

After saying that, he looked at the desolate ruins below and said, “Do you need my help in this world?”

If he helped, he would be tainted by karma.

To these Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, they had to repay this karma in the future.

Han Muye shook his head and immediately flew down.

When he stepped on the ground, his soul immediately collided with the ground.

Through the deep ground, his soul penetrated Baxia’s body below.

“Roar—”

The divine beast, Baxia, which had been silent and motionless, raised its head and let out a long howl.
Its huge four legs slowly raised.

His spirit entered Baxia and walked with the world.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian stood in the void and watched as Baxia crashed into the rift and disappeared into the void.

“Good lad.
Interesting.

“I’ll wait for you in the Immortal Source World.”

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